This is a song about "Three words"

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

She asked me to repeat those three words i said in the morning, i texted "i love you".

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Rap's not just pop that repeats three words

I'm a jedi so i see three

We got money to go get baby

So i toke on that pipe and don't stop till i'm three

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Bitch, i might make you my baby

At the age of fuckin three

To take my mind twist it and spins it in three

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

That's an ambien each nap, how many valium, three